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just a state...

so many reasons
for hatred to grow
in a fertilised heart
young and fresh

so many years
hatred did grow
consuming the
thoughts of light

so many times
he tried his best
to escape the
reality he's in

so many people
other than his
parents interfered
and made him stay

so many nights
he cried to sleep
dreamt of dreams
dreaming of dreams

so much pain
accelerated into
an ignorance for
his life and the rest

so many years
he wasted on drugs
to find an escape
to a happy ending

so far the story
was sad and empty
till he found the
light in him

to realise and reason with;

the decisions of his parents
the abuse of others
the abandment he felt
the frustration to life
the darkness he laid

all came to sense
with a simple
realisation
of,

who you realy are
where you really from
what you really can
and,
where you want be...

never look back
to ask why...

so many words
comes to me now
but I just say this
my misery was just a state...